Saturday, October 10, 2009

TOA Cadet: Day 31

The Cutie Cultie Comic Fiesta talk, which was compulsory for my squadron (or so they say) was supposed to start at 1000, right in the middle of our S.E.A. lesson, one of my favourite classes surprisingly. 

General Sau Bin always seems earnest to impart knowledge - in spite of the slight sadistic tendencies to his eccentric character - and could always pick out what I wanted to say despite my small voice. (Maybe it's because most of the people present are usually silent as graves. The way their eyes glass over whenever the general starts speaking is also reminiscent of the dead, but I digress.) Not to mention, today we were to start studying on Christian art influence in Southeast Asia. 

Unfortunately, we had to leave just before that part of the lecture began. I was torn immensely from staying behind and leaving. I was REALLY looking forward to listening about this subject from the general and yet they say the Cutie Cultie thing was important for our squadron. Finally deciding that I could research whatever General Sau Bin had taught in my absence and anyway, I shouldn't be looking at human depictions of the Lord and His Son, I left the classroom. 

Admittedly, my desire to listen to General Sau Bin made me less than kindly inclined towards the first person who was scheduled to talk for Cutie Cultie. In the end, the talk was delayed for 30 minutes because not all the speakers were present, and I was too busy steaming in my seat to even raise my hands to applaud the first speaker (who, although knew what he wanted to say, bored me to tears). 

As if that was enough, Cadet Kai, who had chosen to remain behind in General Sau Bin's class (the bugger), had to torture me through a phone message saying how much fun they were having on his side. The second speaker was not much better as he conversed solely in Mandarin and was the head of the Mandarin Comic Society, which probably won't benefit me unless I miraculously obtain powers to decipher the Chinese language. Sigh. Looking back on how uneventful the first half of the Cutie Cultie talk was, I wish I had stayed in General Sau Bin's lecture.

My apologies to Cadet Tricia, though, who had seen me glower unfairly at the speakers of Cutie Cultie. Really, it wasn't their fault. But I was in a bad mood. And when I'm in a bad mood, I tend to breathe fire unwittingly. 

"Raindrops are falling on my Head"

I passed by Universiti Malaya on my way home from dinner. The large letters on the giant archway welcoming visiting cars mocked me as I was driven past it, echoing don't you want you come back? 

Yea. Yea, I did want to go back there. Not that I was ever a student there. I have friends who study/studied there. But the one I wanted to revisit was not the university itself, but rather the hours I used to spend there, rehearsing for a play with my best friend and newfound friends. 

Afternoons spent tweaking voices with Ming so that we sounded scary enough for our parts as the Black Spirits. Laughing at Joshua (King) because the poor boy had two left feet and had the most comical way of screwing the steps up. Fooling around with Jane, Jenny and the rest while waiting for the director to turn his attention to us. Watching amusedly as Alfa did his Beyonce routine. Trying, with Ming, to teach tone dead Raja to sing. 

Those were fun moments, which was why I was so very reluctant to leave them behind. But as I reach midway of my course in TOA, I realise that soon, I will have to leave everything behind. Friends, family, belongings and memories, to cross oceans and further my studies. The only thing I can bring along are emotions and faith. Typing in the middle of my dining room, I already feel homesick. 

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Ofra Haza / Eden Riegel - Deliver Us

[Egyptian Guards]
Mud...And lift...Sand...And Pull
Water...And raise up...Straw...Faster!

With the sting of the whip on my shoulder
With the salt of my sweat on my brow
Elohim, God on high
Can you hear your people cry:
Help us now
This dark hour...

Deliver us
Hear our call
Deliver us 
Lord of all
Remember us, here in this burning sand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us to the promised land...

Yal-di ha-tov veh ha-rach
(My good and tender son)
Al ti-ra veh al tif-chad
(Don't be frightened and don't be scared)
My son, I have nothing I can give
But this chance that you may live
I pray we'll meet again
If He will deliver us

Deliver us
Hear our prayer
Deliver us
From despair
These years of slavery grow
too cruel to stand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us
Out of bondage and
Deliver us to the promised land...

Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream

River, o river
Flow gently for me
Such precious cargo you bear
Do you know somewhere 
he can live free?
River, deliver him there...

[Young Miriam]
Brother, you're safe now
And safe may you stay
For I have a prayer just for you:
Grow, baby brother
Come back someday
Come and deliver us, too...

Deliver us
Send a shepherd to shepherd us
And deliver us to the promised land

Deliver us!

was up at four singing this song at the top of my lungs, much to everyone else's misfortune.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Snippets from my old blog

While watching Yu-Gi-Oh! Part 4...

Bro: What is 'anaglyph'?
Me: Dunno
Bro: What is 'snit'?
Me: Dunno
Bro: What do you know?
Me: ... dunno.


During ICT lesson..

Me: You know, to be happy you have to be ridiculously stupid.
John: You mean, like you?
Me: [speechless]
John: You know, with the way you are and all...
Me: You're a jackass.
John: Yeah.


On prom dates...

Keshinn: Hey Wei Li - my date!
Me: Hey Keshinn - my bitch!


Keshinn: Can I borrow a pencil?
Me: [rummages through stationery for pencil and finally found one]
Keshinn: Oh, it's okay. I already have...
Me: [scowls]
Naz: You've been making that face often lately. What happened to that "aw shucks, it's okay" person we all used to know and love?
Me: I know both of you far too long to bother being polite anymore.


Tzuk: [sneezes] HA-TCHOO!
Boon: Shaddup.


En. Isk: Can you all please stop coughing? I'm trying to have a spelling test here!


I'm a girl. Kelvin's a boy. I have a book on how to pick up women. And Kelvin has an article on women's guide to attract men. Am I the only one who sees something wrong here?


Sometimes, I hate the world. But just sometimes.

why is the Google logo in barcode today???

Monday, October 5, 2009

TOA Cadet: Day 26

CCD is always a joy to attend if only to hear General Bryan enthusiastically teach us more about Cartoon Character Design. Today was no different. The funnies came in when he tried to explain the prominent characteristics of different types of animals and somehow accidentally added Godzilla to the group of primates.

"Godzilla?" I repeated, snapping out from a stupor induced by lack of sleep. 

"I'm sorry! I mean gorilla!" he said sheepishly as Cadet Pei Yoong and I cooed at how much funnier he was nowadays as compared to the days he used to send us to sleep in Composition Analysis.

Everyone was looking a little worse for wear today. Cadet Alex looked as if blood had been drained from his face and Cadet Pei Yoong had more rings under her eyes than an onion. I noticed this similar trait in almost every other cadet in the squadron, myself included. The only exception seemed to be Cadet Chia Chee, who somehow always managed to get enough sleep. I'm starting to suspect that she lives in a different dimension, in which days consists of 48 hours or something.

Cadet Tricia was down for the count today. Having suffered stomach problems since yesterday, she couldn't get out of bed, much less finish her assignments. Lieutenant Zhuo You, however, was adamant about receiving an MC from her if she wanted to hand in her work. I can only hope my fellow cadet will recover in time to finish everything. 

Tonight is also the opening of the comic exhibition at headquarters. General Bryan says that it would be a good experience and that artists from the industry would be there. But I doubt that anyone from our squadron will be attending, given that we have an acrylic painting due for inspection tomorrow. 

{On a completely unrelated note, for the uninitiated, go search for Jinnai Tomonori on YouTube for 5-minute laughs. Anything to take off the stress, in my opinion.}

Sunday, October 4, 2009


Circumstance is our cruel friend. Long ago, you sustained me with hugs when I was turned down. You buttered me with words and though I did not believe them, I still took comfort in them. And where my weak-willed self would've fled long ago, you made me stay with you enthusiasm and encouragement. 

But when I discovered that you pined for someone else, I hardened my heart and threw you away. And it's so unfair to you, but I'm selfish. Yet bit by bit, I find myself wanting you again. I discovered that all along, I've always been endeared by you. I scream myself silent for being this pathetic and for being a bad friend.

But once upon a time, I liked you a lot.